All my adult life I have held a cherished, secret dream. I have always wanted to be one of those girls who has such a cute haircut that other women would be prompted to ask me for my stylist's name and phone number.
For most of my life this dream was about as likely to come true as it would be likely for me to be the next great basketball star. My hair was lifeless and unruly (is that an oxymoron?). But last summer I went a little wild and got a crazy, edgy, fun new haircut. Men flirted with me. Women complimented me.
And finally, this week, my dream came true. A friend emailed me and told me how much she liked my haircut and asked for my stylist's information. And the best part is this friend has really great hair that I have always admired.
"Some are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them."